It's Monday, it's raining, in the picture frame is my little girl
And I haven't got a friend in the world no, no, no
She died in the hands of the stone faced evil world
Dry your eyes and stop the baby crying, dry your eyes
Dry your eyes and stop your heart from dying
The passion inside me it burns through the walls
A face cracked and wrinkled
And tears flow wherever I go
And then the ice melts into water
God only knows the feelings for my daughter
It's Tuesday, I'm still crying, I'm crying out for my little girl
And I haven't got a friend in the world no, no, no
I look at her possessions and Lord how it hurts, how it hurts
Dry your eyes and stop the baby crying, dry your eyes
Dry your eyes and stop your heart from dying
And if Wednesday and Thursday and Friday go through
The mourning has broken my heart is an imprint of you
And then the ice melts into water
God only knows the feelings for my daughter
I haven't got a friend in the world
